Sunroof - Mazon, Damani

Painting pictures from a city they forgot about

Without a doubt, I took a detour from the college route

It ain’t no pride in that, I just ain’t hiding that

Armageddon is where we heading, no surviving that

Only living life once, niggas on that might stuff

I be bout that action, hustling hard, stacking

For a rainy day, but what can I say

The lessons of my present lifestyle done made me this way

I give a fuck what you say, some food for your toupee

I burned a whole bouquet, then played my man in 2k

Then probly chill uptown, ain’t shit to do in the Burg

My OG should be home, but I ain’t saying no words

Shit is real, sucka niggas conceal the truth

Without a deal, keep it real, and I’m still the truth

I hold it down for my city, I’m getting busy

On my way downtown, the?

looking pretty

And I’m…

Riding through the city with the sunroof cracked

Feeling good, bout to roll me up a sack

Grab a cup, pour it up, I can take it strong

Grab a case, holla at me, what you waiting on?

What you waiting on?

People ask, young boy what you waiting on?

If you a rapper get the microphone and make a song

What you waiting on?

What you waiting on?

They think I’m taking long?

I think they patience gone

But its all good, I’m from a small hood

Known as Burg City tho, shot the first video

Shout out to my supporters, all my haters get with me tho

Best be on your tippy toes, wilder than a Black Hippy show

And I ain’t been to one yet, I just seen the video

Meet that nigga Millie tho, in center city Philly tho

We finally getting through when shit was moving really slow

Nosebleeds, finally getting some better seats

We sit with celebrities, cause we got the longevity

We take all the melodies, and we unload our memory

To the street like Kennedy, at the hands of his enemy

Naw, this ain’t what I pretend to be

This is surely an entity of a nigga’s identity

That’s why I keep a pen with me

Or just write it down mentally

I give you my life, wondering will they remember me?

As I’m…

I’m waiting for the day my niggas in that penthouse

Multitasking with bitches, weed, liquor, and my pen out

You say you never heard me, I tell you that I been out

Watch days with Damani, we can show you what we live bout

Chilling with my niggas, rolling blunts up in the studio

A couple months ago, man, I was hoping that my crew would blow

Sitting on a couch, chiefing with my two guys

And now a thousand views in two days out the Blue Sky

I stopped waiting, had to get up on my grind

I know a thousand ain’t a lot, but it’s a million over time

Put the bitches to the side, and kept the moolah on my mind

And we got that tunnel vision, so we kill it all the time

Nothing could be in the way of what we trying to get

My niggas do this for a living, yall just trying to spit

And PHC do it better, I don’t gotta trip

My whole team starting, none of us gon' ride the bench

If you really with me, middle fingers in the air

Let these haters know we really don’t care

Going hard cause tomorrow’s never promised nigga

Pay respect, pay attention, or pay homage nigga

Ay, we gon' make it in a minute, yea

Yea, We gon' make it in a minute, yea

Why you tripping?

We gon' be there in a minute

Riding round with my niggas, in the passenger I’m sitting

And I’m…